Aug 06, 2007 16:49
I rode across this morning, squinting in the fog. You can kind of see the rubble of I-35W on either side of the river, green steel (I think) jutting out into the air, and little recovery boats tooling around. Ghostly and oddly commonplace at the same time--my little brain has already acclimated to the death and destruction. Has yours?
It's hot out there, today.